Sophia Hamilton got out of the car after about ten minutes, her small face pink from either anger or Evander Lancaster's kiss.
She believed it was due to the man's infuriating behavior; despite her resistance, he kept kissing and touching her, making her chest feel tense even now.
Evander Lancaster also got out of the backseat, and as he opened the driver's door, he pressed his index finger and thumb against his lips, signaling to Sophia. She bit her lip and said, "Get lost!" Although she was clearly trying to chase him away, the word had no power at all, soft like her weak legs at the moment.
"Don't forget, I'll come to pick you up this weekend." Evander reminded her as he sat in the driver's seat. Watching the black Volkswagen drive away, Sophia bit her lip again.
This man was truly a bastard. Just now… he actually held her hand there… She subconsciously glanced at her palm, which seemed to still have that hard, burning warmth…
